Precious

Dream

Water rushes through, strong, effecting an entire community, flooding everything. There were people who just skinned it and walked away dry. There were others who got swept away. There was a central gathering location where head counts were taken, it was the centralized head quarter. As I approached the quad for head count I see monks all lined up. None were harmed. These monks were golden yellow. They were not human mortal monks.

Then came the meals, lavish food was prepared like nothing had happened and everything went on as usual. Everyone ate. I waited and waited to make sure everyone ate first. It seems there is nothing to fear or panic over. Everyone had their roles and people knew who was suppose to show up at what time. It is only when people didn't show up at their reported time that anyone would bother searching. It seems, all the experiences of each person to the degree of drops of water effected was calculated and that no one should get more than what was coming karmically for them. So there was no worries in a crisis.

Sun was setting and I still haven't eaten and didn't feel hungry. I was more concerned about conserving food than consuming it. So I boxed 2 boxes of food for the next week for me. My criteria was it would not need to be refrigerated or heated just incase there is no access to fire during this time. So I picked up old bread that was crusty and hard that no one cared to eat. There was an abundant supply since no one wanted to eat them. I was joyful to have them even though others didn't care for them. This can sustain my life for a week and others. So I treated these two boxes of unwanted bread like treasures. As I walked, everyone on the street was greedy and eyeing my boxes. What they felt was my joy and the preciousness I put into them through my thoughts. There were those who I passed by who were just greedy and jealous, there were others who were greedy and jealous and inquired to peak and walked away apauled. Then there were those who were greedy jealous and ready to steal. Well, I was open about opening my boxes and sharing them with whoever wanted them.